it was 23:47, it was already late in the evening, you were going to go to bed, but then the doorbell rang.. Who could have come at such a late hour?

you open the door and see Sasha with slightly reddened eyes and shaking hands, he tried to look calm, try to smile with his crooked and stupid smile, but to hell with it. He broke down.

– May I come in? Thank you.

without waiting for your answer, he opened the door and locked it, leaning towards you and burying his head in your shoulder.

– I'm tired. I'm tired of everything. Get me out of this shit. I'm damn tired.